But soon the fruit became corrupt,
By flatteries and lies,
Teachers in pride were puffed up,
The simple truth despised.
Great Babylon at length arose,
In mighty power to reign,
Nations and kings became corrupt,
And many saints were slain.
The scriptures of their plainness robbed,
And mystery thrown around,
That men might sup her golden cup,
And all true knowledge drown.
Thus generations long have passed,
And age on ages rolled,
The latter day approaching fast,
Its glories to unfold.
Our fathers of the Gentile race
Traversed the western main,
And found a wide extended land,
Of valley, hill, and plain.
This land was peopled with a race,
Which long had dwelt alone,
No record nor tradition traced
Their origin unknown.
The Lord in mercy has disclosed
The truth so long concealed,
The record found beneath the ground
Has glorious things revealed.
This is the land which Moses blessed,
To Joseph and his seed;
These are the everlasting hills,
'T was for his bounds decreed.
CHARITY AND TRUE PATRIOTISM.
Behold the man whose tender heart
Expanded with a Saviour's love,
Wide as eternity expands,
His bowels with compassion move.